The next day after the first session went to hell, Dr. Drew had come up with a different idea to help the divas.
"ok, so I only invite the female roster of Monday night raw to this session, because I think because before we can ever get along with the whole company, we need to the core root of your all's problem." He said to Beth, Eve, Kelly Kelly, and the Bella twins.
"So, which one of you would like to go first?" Dr. drew asked.
"I would like to go first." Beth said, raising her hand.
"Oh, this should be good." Nikki Bella whispered in her sister's ear.
"I think the problem that started all of this is when the WWE let in a bunch of models go around here a play the role of being a professional wrestler. This is a serious business and we shouldn't be relying on our looks to get us to the top. That's why this whole division is a joke, nobody respect us as athletes. And it's mostly you all's fault that we have been reduce to this." Beth confessed.
"What a hypocrite." eve spoke out. "You always bitch and moan about how all of us are just a bunch of fashion models, when your just as guilty as any of us.''
"And how do you figure that out?" Beth asked with angry glare in her eyes.
"I mean, look at you, you have your heels on, hair and makeup, and wearing the tightest clothes ever. Faces it, when it comes to being a Barbie doll, you're just like us. Now, with me, I don't have any problem saying that I use my looks to get me to the top. There no problem in that. It's like the old saying goes: "If you got it, flaunt it."
"Ok, I think what I'm hearing here is a lot of strong opinions about your looks and how people look at you. I feel it like also has something to do with the whole heel vs. face concept. It has turned you ladies on each other because if one of you got the heel role, the crowd wouldn't cheer for you. You would be the one who would be portrayed as the bad guy. So for this week's assignment, you will each get one journal to write about what you see in the mirror when you look at yourselves. Nobody is going to see them expect for me, so just put down what you feel." He said that as he was passing them out to the divas.
Later in the day, after the therapy group was over, Beth was all alone in her house, writing in the journal.
Dear journal,
I looked at myself in the mirror like Dr. Drew told me to do, but I couldn't see anything that was really special popped out at me. Just regular old me. It's funny, the only time that I feel beautiful or even a hint of me feels like a woman, it's only when I put on 5 pounds of makeup, tightest clothes and big hair. Without it, I am nothing. I know I pride myself of being the most dominant diva in the WWE, but even sometimes, that just isn't enough. That's probably why I get on the other divas about the way they look. For them, it just comes so easy to them. They can be feminine without even trying, while I have to go out of my way to even keep up with them. There're looked at as sex objects and me as nothing.
After she got finished with her last sentence, tears started to steam to her face.
